”“Thank you Sir.”“You danced like a goddess tonight, it was a pleasure to be in the audience. How did it feel to be so captivating?”“Oh it...was unbelievable, I was so happy that you were there to see me, may I admit something to you?”“Yes, you may, but I would like to kiss you again first, lips are so soft and I have missed the feel of them on my own.”It was the truth; we spent at least five minutes in that kiss. She was molded into my arms, and I can tell you that the feel of her body was. America. She met with her girlfriends for lunch as she desperately fought her inner feelings to tell them about her newest television opportunity. Maybe it was the mundane and boring life that caused her body to revolt against the morals inside of her and focus on sex. Even while sitting with her friends she knew she would rather be chatting with a random stranger on Storiesonline as she would describe in detail what she would do to him. She wished they could still watch her on cam or she would. I knew the drink was effecting her and her resistance was low.I moved my hand between her legs which was dripping wet and started to finger her.She moaned and opened her legs. I knew we were off.I climbed on board my wife and pounded my cock hard into her knowing it might wake up our friend. After some time my friend started to wake.I could feel his hands start to wander over my wife’s tits. I fucked her harder. He was really groping her tits hard. He really did love her tits: he was like a. .." She looked at me quizzically, so I delivered the punchline,"Yeah... Have you not looked around here? If I was a zombie I'd bestarving to death about now..."It only took her a second or two before I saw it click on her facebefore she laughed out loud. That drew the attention of Mr. Reeves whogave us his patented warning stare, so we quieted down.She half whisper, half scolded, "Your humor is just as weird as ever..."Then she gave me a big smirk. "I'm glad to see some things.